Cleveland Amory once said that only men could be curmudgeons. Fine. I've set out to be a curmudgeonette.
I'm middle-aged, single, owned by a stubborn dog and so white bread all my clothes should say "Wonder." If it weren't for a few little quirks, I would be absolutely indistinguishable from other Midwestern females.
That costume rocks, hands down. When I told Mel about it, she started laughing her ass off about it. Come to think of it, she needs to laugh a bit more of it off...
Otterboyy, it's been nice knowing you, sweetie. When Mel kills you, do you want flowers at your funeral, or just a donation in your name to SmartAsses Anonymous?
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It's a little unfortunate how much your costume rocks, given the circumstances.
That costume rocks, hands down. When I told Mel about it, she started laughing her ass off about it. Come to think of it, she needs to laugh a bit more of it off...
The previous comment was brought to you by the nationally acclaimed personality, "Otterboyy"
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TMT, let's just call it psychic.
Otterboyy, it's been nice knowing you, sweetie. When Mel kills you, do you want flowers at your funeral, or just a donation in your name to SmartAsses Anonymous?
I would prefer a donation to the small and somewhat ambiguous group "Men who tell their wives the truth" AKA DEAD.
-O-Boy
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P.S. As I'm posting this comment it wanted me to type "dritypo"
Maybe it's because it's 5:42am, but I think I was just given a miss-spelled opinion by the Captcha software....
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